AMELIA’S POV.
Returning to my old Pack felt like stepping into a storm of hostility. I was surprised to find out that despite the fact that I had been away for a long time now, the hatred still hadn't changed. It was still intact, and my returning just seemed to heighten it. I didn't know if it was because of my bravado and because of the fact that this matter concerned me that everyone I spoke to was able to reply me, but I could still see it in their faces, and in the way they spoke to me that the hate was still intact.
I was still hated, and dreaded. I was already beginning to wish I hadn't come, but there was nothing I could have done. I had only been propelled to this place because of the news of the demise of my family. I was as sure as hell that I wouldn't have been here if nothin
